Although he was familiar with every inch of his wife Zhiyan's skin, Lin Cheng was suddenly shocked.
no!
It's just a massage to relax your muscles. What are you doing?
Zhiyan, who was so naive, was obviously very shy. She quickly took a towel to cover her chest, and then lay down.
"Okay! Just press it."
Lin Cheng turned around and glanced at Xiaomin.
Is this normal?
The drunkard sister raised her eyebrows: "What's more, aren't you afraid of getting dirty?"
Zhiyan bit her lip and said, "Unnie, turn around."
I didn’t drink much today, and I still can’t let go of being silly in front of my sister.
"Tch! Are you still shy?"
Xiaomin joked and turned around.
Only then did Zhiyan sit up, ignoring the fallen towel, and quickly took off the last covering.
Seeing the direct gaze of her sweetheart, Zhiyan was not shy at all.
Lin Cheng's eyes were as wide as bells.
As if the prank was successful, Zhiyan smiled and covered her lower abdomen with a towel, then covered her chest and lay down.
"alright!"
Lin Cheng thought about how to start.
Xiaomin winked and said, "Click! Is your wife still shy?"
"Tch! Are you kidding me?"
Lin Cheng muttered, lowered his head and poured the essential oil on Zhiyan's lower abdomen, pressing and rubbing it gently.
"It's not a rub bath. After you rub it out, try to do it along the way."
"Don't use your whole hand, use your fingertips."
Xiaomin pointed at the side, Lin Cheng put his palms together, circled the sides of Zhiyan's belly with his four fingers, then slid down along the hip bone, slowly gathered it and submerged it under the towel.
"Hiss~~~"
Both sides of the lower abdomen to the pubic bone were very sensitive. Zhiyan twitched slightly, subconsciously raising her arms and raising her legs as a reflex.
As Lin Cheng's palm slid upward, she relaxed again.
As a result, Lin Cheng suddenly counterattacked.
"ah!!!"
Zhiyan shouted in her nose, her whole body trembled, and she was at a loss.
Seeing Zhiyan's wife's reaction, Lin Cheng almost exploded.
"not comfortable?"
"No, it's a bit strange..."
Zhiyan didn't care about her sweetheart's eyes, but she was still a little shy in front of her sister.
If I had known earlier, I should have drank more wine.
Lin Cheng endured his agitation and did not deliberately cause harm, and seriously gave Zhiyan's wife a relaxing massage.
"Smelly brother, are you tired?"
"You're not tired! Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable."
"kindness."
"In the future, when you are tired from work, remember to come to me for a massage. I will feel distressed."
"good."
Zhiyan looked at Lin Cheng's focused and nagging look, her eyes filled with tenderness.
Xiaomin secretly drank beer beside her and couldn't help but curl her lips: "That's enough for you two! Don't get bored in front of my sister."
Zhiyan laughed, just as Lin Cheng pressed her pubic bone with her fingertips again, she subconsciously hummed.
"You can call me when you're tired, Xiaominnu."
Lin Cheng said with a smile: "She is my wife! I feel sorry for you all."
Xiaomin curled her lips, looking unconcerned.
But he couldn't help but secretly glance at his maknae.
Zhiyan laughed heartlessly.
After the massage, Zhiyan seemed to be resurrected with full blood and pulled her sister to dance for Lin Cheng.
Lin Cheng naturally applauded and looked forward to it.
Hyomin had no choice but to practice her own dance with Jiyeon.
The sisters' own works were not bad. When Jiyeon and Hyomin danced to "Trouble Maker", Lin Cheng's eyes almost didn't fall off.
One is handsome and the other is sexy, that’s it!
If Lin Chengcheng didn't know how to dance, everyone would want to join in.
The sisters danced so seriously that Lin Cheng couldn't bear to destroy the art.
"Okay! I'm so tired today and I have to be dragged to dance by Zhiyan. I'm going to rest first."
Xiaomin went back to her room to rest, while Zhiyan stood on tiptoes and whispered into Lin Cheng's ear: "Smelly brother! My sister has prepared a special dance for you, it's very sexy."
Lin Cheng hugged her into his arms, "I don't want to watch the dance, I want to eat my wife Zhiyan right now."
Zhiyan raised her chin and snorted, "Come on then! Let's see who among us eats whom?"
Lin Cheng decisively picked up Hanhanheng and said fiercely: "It's agreed! You are not allowed to beg for mercy today, I will make it impossible for you to get out of bed."
Hanhan was immediately frightened.
Remembering the last time she was taught a lesson by Lin Cheng that made her legs weak, she instantly lost the confidence to speak harshly.
"Lin Cheng."
"kindness?"
"Sister, I have to rush to Busan tomorrow."
"in spite of!"
"You feel sorry for your sister, right?"
"would not!"
"What if my sister's legs become weak tomorrow? What if she gets hit by a car while crossing the road?"
"... Stop talking nonsense!"
"You feel sorry for your sister, right?"
"I'm afraid of you!"
"hey-hey!"
Sure enough, Zhiyan quickly begged for mercy in front of Lin Cheng.
Feeling sorry for his wife, Lin Cheng could only hold the exhausted Zhiyan and whisper to her to sleep.
After all, this idiot could even tell him that his legs were weak and he was hit by a car while crossing the road. What else could Lin Cheng do to him?
Exhausted, Zhiyan soon fell asleep in Lin Cheng's arms.
After checking the time, it was only after eleven o'clock. Lin Cheng was going to play with his phone for a while before going to sleep.
I was playing with my phone when I received a message from my alcoholic sister.
Hyomin: Have you slept? I want a massage too.
Lin Cheng couldn't help but laugh.
Do you want a massage?
I'm embarrassed to expose you.
Gently covering Zhiyan with a quilt, Lin Cheng opened the door and walked out.
The living room is brightly lit, and Xiaomin is sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and playing with her mobile phone.
"Nu, do you want a massage?"
"uh-huh."
The shallow nasal voice is very moving.
Lin Cheng took the essential oil on the table, and the alcoholic sister took the initiative to take off all her clothes.
The beautiful white body is extremely attractive under the light.
"Lie down."
"kindness."
"Is this strength okay?"
"Very good, hiss!!!"
Lin Cheng's massage was excellent, but the sensitivity of her pubic bone made Hyomin even more uncomfortable than Jiyeon.
"Don't scream so strangely."
Lin Cheng leaned close to her ear and whispered: "The strange thing is still behind."
Xiaomin bit her lip and said nothing, her eyes watery.
The smooth and tender skin becomes even more lubricated under the coverage of essential oil, until you can restlessly probe it.
The drunkard sister gritted her teeth and hummed.
Lin Cheng mischievously spread the essential oil gently.
"Ah! You..."
Xiaomin tensed up tightly, looking very nervous.
"Hmph!"
Lin Cheng said thiefly: "I hold grudges very much. Do you remember what bad things my sister did back then?"
She blushed deeply, "You guy..."
"Sister, is that okay?"
She bit her lip lightly and looked at Lin Cheng with a gentler gaze.
"I don't know...but if you want, sister can do it."
Lin Cheng lowered his head and kissed her.
The shallow kiss conveyed love, but Xiaomin was still very nervous.